Before she could finish, Song Ling's cold voice interrupted her: "I am Song Ling."
Zhao Yanran was stunned for a moment, then heard Song Ling say, "Xu Su was hit by a bomb and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment!"
"Bomb?" she screamed, all previous sleepiness scared away.
"Yes, at Suning Hospital! Come over now!" Song Ling hung up the phone directly.
Xu Su's eyes lit up instantly. He raised his lips in high spirits, waiting for his wife to come over, and shouted to Song Ling: "Please help me arrange it at the hospital, don't let it get away."
Song Ling only gave him one word, "Get lost!"
Xu Su found it quite amusing. Besides, he was genuinely injured, not pretending. He was just exaggerating the pain.
Especially twenty minutes later, when Zhao Yanran hurried to the hospital and came to the ward.
His peach blossom eyes were full of light. Looking at his beautiful and noble daughter-in-law, who hadn't even had time to put on makeup because of her worry, he was really happy.
Because the wound was on his back, the doctor treated it and bandaged it. Now he can only lie on the bed.
His upper body was naked, and his back was wrapped tightly with gauze.
He also deliberately let the doctor leave some blood on the wound so that it could penetrate the gauze.
He still remembered the doctor's look of disbelief when he made this request.
The eldest brother twitched his mouth speechlessly, and then ordered the doctor to operate on him right then and there.
They must have thought he was crazy, as he was the only one who understood the meaning of this routine.
Zhao Yanran walked up to him, lifted the quilt, and saw the bloody gauze on his back at a glance.
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